To the room, Duan Rou Yan sat in front of his bed.
Joe didn't know what to do in the bathroom. After a while, she saw a folded warm towel in front of her.
Because he was too anxious, Duan Ruyan raised his head.
She saw the girl's plain eyes and delicate features.
Smoke like temperament.
It doesn't seem to be pure and friendly without any other purpose.
Duan Rouyan took the towel, but her tone was still a little trembling: "thank you Thank you
Jogen: "you're welcome."
Duan Rouyan wiped her face with a towel. For a moment, she wanted Qiao to save her.
Because she is the daughter of the Mu family.
But For what?
No one will help others for no reason. Maybe it will hurt Joaquin.
Perhaps because of his first glance, Duan Rouyan has seen many people who seem to have good intentions, but actually have malicious intentions. Maybe Qiao Jin is the same.
But
There was no place for her to look at. She saw into those eyes, and she knew that this kind of person disdained to do such things.
She is not at the same level as Yao Hongyin.
Duan Rouyan is very grateful for Qiao Jin's kindness.
After all, Duan Ruyan didn't say anything. She had to face her own affairs.
"Are you hungry?"
The greeting of the girl beside the ear is still that group of light, her voice line is smooth as if there is no fluctuation.
Duan Rouyan shook his head.
She's been through tonight and has no appetite.
Joe pursed his lips today: "take a rest early. If you are hungry, call the hotel to deliver food."
Duan Ruyan nodded, and when he lay down, he felt a kind of relaxation for a moment.
In a foreign country, a girl who has never been in contact with has brought her a kind of incomparable peace.
……
"Are you willing?"
"It's too late..."
"You see, if you don't do it, you'll become more miserable. You may not be able to go back alive."
"Just promise me, what a simple thing..."
"Hong -"
Duan Rouyan opened his eyes with sweat.
She's dreaming again.
In the dream, things that can't see clearly are approaching her. They always want her to promise something.
She doesn't know what she should promise. She dreams every night. They can always catch her weakness easily. Every word she says makes her afraid of convulsion.
The evil breath hidden in the darkness seemed to bring her a pleasant feeling.
It's just
She always wakes up.
Staring at the ceiling, her pupils burst in the dark.
She didn't move. The sensor light in the room didn't light up, but she felt someone beside her.
A living person.
It's Joaquin.
She turned her head, the curtain obscured the city light outside, the room was not dark, she could not see clearly the figure of Joe Jin, she knew that Joe was sleeping now.
It's very nice, perfect appearance, refined temperament and rich family background.
She envied everything.
This life is so perfect that there is hardly any flaw in it.
About this world, there are always some people who are born in the clouds.
She held her breath. The room was so quiet and terrible that she didn't hear any sound, not a little breath. Her heart suddenly trembled and wanted to hear more clearly. Suddenly, she heard a voice: "can't you sleep?"
It's Joaquin's voice.
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